I can already gauge it
I'm too opinionated
And your mama's gonna hate it
You don't fit in with my friends
I see them gettin' jealous
'Cause you take up all my weekends
You remind me of my past
That's how I know that this won't last
And I know I should go pack
But where's the fun in that?
Ah, I can see the future, it doesn't look pretty
I'm looking in your eyes, I'm ready to be hurt again
Feel some type of way whenever you're with me
I know we're fighting fire with fire, but I'm
Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah
You carry my emotions
Whether I keep them closed in
Or out there in the open
I can't tell what you're thinking, mmm
You're so back and forth
You remind me of my past
That's how I know that this won't last
And I know I should go pack
But where's the fun in that?
Ah, I can see the future, it doesn't look pretty
I'm looking in your eyes, I'm ready to be hurt again
Feel some type of way whenever you're with me
I know we're fighting fire with fire, but I'm
Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah,
I'm here
Hoping you'll prove me wrong
Come here
I want to be proven wrong
N.C
I can see the future, it doesn't look pretty
I'm looking in your eyes, I'm ready to be hurt again
Feel some type of way whenever you're with me
I know we're fighting fire with fire, but I'm
Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah
Ready to be hurt, hurt again, ah-ah-ah-ah